Team One First Meeting

The pale dawn rose and Valen alone sat within the training field at that moment. Waiting for the four genin he had called to the training ground of the Heavenly Emporium. Valen himself had been spending a great amount of time in the city lately for the festival and he had met three of the four individuals he had called here already. Kizmaru, Keita, and Akane were genin who would be assigned to him as four parts of his genin team. While the fourth was another member of the Nightmare Brigade, Blitz. As he had named himself to Valen the day they had met. As a newly promoted Special Jounin Valen had been able to select a genin team from amongst the multitudes that had come out of the academy recently. He picked these four names for no real reason other than he was acquainted with all four of them.

Blitz, he wanted to try to whip into shape simply because when they had met they had been on similar levels of capability so far as Valen was aware. Now Valen had been promoted two grades and the Yuki had yet to achieve even a decent level of power. Given their membership in the Brigade, the fire swordsman felt it was part of his job to help shepherd his blue haired companion. Akane, Keita, and Kizmaru had simply been the three names he had seen the quickest besides Blitz’, simple as that. However he doubted he would have too much issue with any of them.

The newly promoted shinobi had done quite a bit of reading on teams and the fundamentals for being on one. Both from the perspective of a simple team member to the one commanding them. He had commanded missions before, but never a permanent team like this one was. So he had wanted to do some reading to ensure he understood what he was doing to at least a passable degree. To that end he felt confident enough to send the messages to the three. He had sent copies to their home addresses on file in Kirigakure as well as to the master hotel directory in the Emporium. Which should ensure that if they were residing in a hotel somewhere upon the floating city that they would receive the letter. It had informed them to meet them here at this training ground on this day. He had sent the letters out a week ago which meant they should have had plenty of time to receive them and get to the Emporium.

Valen himself was dressed in his normal shinobi attire, rather than his festival attire this time. He wore a black compression shirt with a standard issue Chuunin jacket, although his was dyed gray. Black shinobi pants and black boots. His long black hair went down to his upper back now and his red eyes were awake and alert. His headband was on his forehead, clearly showing his affiliation for Kirigakure. His katana, the Blade of Ashes, was belted at the waist in it’s elaborately decorated sheathe and he had the odd pocket or two sewn into the shinobi pants for extra storage. As many shinobi had done at some point or another. The training ground was empty besides him and he had purposefully chosen one that was not well used so as to ensure as much privacy as possible. Should all things go well he would treat his team to lunch. First though they all needed to arrive.

[1]

It had been some time since he last saw anyone on the island but it was for the better that dealing with his new problem seemed to have put him at odds with anything that would cause him stress. Avoiding missions and mostly other beings of the world it would only make sense to him as he could only deal with others for so long without smiling his nervous thoughts away the man who sent him the letter had advanced and left him behind. Reading the note when he received it he could only smile for a mere second before picking himself up and starting his own adventure back into the world. Well it could only get worse from falling behind due to the virus that now had him pondering why did the manifestation continue on and not stop. It felt as if he would soon be consumed and forgotten, lost in darkness all because he decided to play with his life. The thought of him once more laying in his own blood attempting to survive makes him chuckle a little bit before laughing to himself for a brief moment thus catching the attention of the civilians of the floating city. Each puzzled and confused on to why this man was laughing no one heard a joke being told out loud but for some reason he was laughing.

The letter was simple to bring himself due to the fact he was summoned and from the now advanced swordsmen it only made him weep from the inside on the outside he had no choice but to smile. With such complications he wondered if he would even be a right fit for such a change in his life but the training and missions to come would indeed be something he looked forward to the most. As for the others, if he had too he would communicate regardless of the situation he would prefer to remain how he was isolated without the need of jumping into senseless danger. Making his way down the street closing the distance between himself and the meeting area he would traverse through the emporium until reaching the training grounds where the letter informed him. From the corner of his eyes it was simple to see that the demon he ran from was going to watch him closely as he could see the sheer reflection of himself gazing at him from a distance ahead of him. A wicked grin upon his face revealing nothing but the rows of teeth that were now used as an accessory to such a twisted look.

“I do hope it goes well for us.. Don’t be shy, grow and sharpen those fangs you like so much..”

Burittsu’s body seemed to ache in pain lasting for a second or two as it quickly came it vanished just as quickly placing his hands over his scars it wasn’t that long ago from his encounter with the healing applied to him. It all seemed fake as if one put him under a genjutsu and allowed him to believe he was slipping away forever into darkness all he could do with such thoughts in his mind was grin. Not one like his counterpart but one of confidence and assurance that he would become stronger and wiser enough to learn how to rid of this affliction upon him before the presence becomes stronger rather than allowing it to grow. Walking by leaving the manifestation alone without a word he pressed on before seeing the figure ahead of him still the same height with a little new attire indeed it was going to be a unique situation. Appearing in front of Valen with his blue and white kimono, standard issued shinobi footwear, and his fathers blade upon his waist with a blue and white cloth wrapped around the handle of the blade and tied at the bottom to ensure its tightness and grip. Coming to a mere stop feet away from the male a small breeze of cool wind danced between the two as Burittsu’s navy blue hair danced gently in the air it revealed his eyes to be a matching set with his hair. Gazing at the male Burittsu seemed to have something on his mind as he spoke quickly to the male.

“Thank you for saving my life once more.. But why did you call me out here? I've fallen off the road it feels like..”

As the wind danced once more between the two upon his neck was the brand of the village upon a headband just like the one upon Valen’s this was the keepsake of the princess one which she passed down to Burttisu from the start of his time in village. She was the only one who he aimed to please and make proud, allowing himself to find a way to advance forward in such a life but for now it seemed he was trailing in the shadows with such a burden to carry. Lifting it up between the both of them he gazed at with a look of insecurity as he began to think if he was truly able to give this back to her once the time came allowing himself to be more than a broken kunai in a large arsenal full of amazing weapons. Such thinking would only allow himself to be hurt by the progress of failure. Gazing up towards the male Burittsu took another step back as he let out a breath of air and began to think if it was all worth it as time passed he remained quiet.

“Interesting…”

Kizmaru had been called by an individual he had been acquainted with before in the heavenly emporium. He didn't have anything better to do so he figured it would be in his interest to answer the call. The brown skinned shark male decided it was time for him to head to the designated destination, known as the training field. He was wearing his usual attire of a yellow button down shirt, navy blue pants and black ninja tabi. His Kirigakure headband situated around his forehead, not hiding the fact he was a mist shinobi from the world. He was proud of this fact and would continue to be proud. Placing his hands into his pockets, he continued onto his destination until he made it to the Heavenly Emporium Training. There, he looked around to see if he could spot the one who called him here known as Valen. There seems to be other people here training and honing their skills and their craft until he found he spotted Valen and another individual he was unfamiliar with.

He was unsure who the other person was but he figured since he was also called here by Valen as well, he knew that person was at least not a foe of some kind. Walking over, Kizmaru would greet the two of them wondering what this summons was all about. "Hey guys, I'm here just like you asked Valen. "What's up," he said to the two of them. Turning to the man near Valen, he decided it was in his best interest to introduce himself. "Hello, I don't think we've been acquainted before. The name's Kizmaru. Kizmaru Hoshigaki. It's a pleasure to meet you," he'd say in a sort of monotonous tone. He wasn't much for interacting with people so his tone came off as rather dry most of the time. With that, he'd wait for a response or a reply of some kind, wondering if anybody else had been invited to this gathering.

[1]

Akane wasn't at the Heavenly Emporium just to enjoy the sights, she was summoned here. Her uncle was nice enough to travel with her even though he had some of his own business to attend to. He wouldn't bother her too much on her activities so long as she was safe and let him know where she would be. This was simple enough and she made sure to write out a quick note explaining where she would be and who she would be with before stepping out of the hotel suite they stayed in. Seeing as the invitation she had gotten didn't give her too many details outside of where to meet the man who already introduced himself as Valen Minamoto, she wasted hardly any time in going to her destination.

Dressed down in a black tank top with the Uzumaki Crest on its back, a pair of dark green cargo pants, a pair of black combat boots that laced up to her shin, and the ever-iconic Kirigikure headband that every aspiring genin earned hanging loosely around her neck. Her fit was simple and comfortable enough to move in which was good since she didn't know what she would be doing today. Akane didn't know how long Valen had waited but by the time she had gotten there she noticed he was there with two other people already. One of the people she didn't know but she was certainly already acquainted with Kizmaru. Making her way over she gave a short wave before looking over at the man she didn't know. Hello, my name is Akane Uzumaki. It's a pleasure to meet you. A short introduction was probably best as she didn't know if she was interrupting something or if they had been waiting on her. Giving a smile to the man to convey friendliness she hopped they would get to the meaning of this meeting soon.

The Heavenly Emporium was something that fascinated Keita a great deal, as he could tell it was some sort of grand construction that was created by a master craftsman. Keita was the last one to show up to the meeting, but there was not much of a time limit or meeting time on the actual invitation, so Keita was a bit more lax when focusing on where he was going. He was a bit too enthralled with the Emporium, which was why he was the last one there at the meeting. As he walked towards the small group that had already showed up, he heard a pretty young woman introduce herself as Akane Uzumaki. Keita liked the name Akane, it sounded simple and pretty, and he hoped that the woman was just that, although simple could be construed as an insult or something, Keita usually reserved it for people who you could trust not to stab you in the back.

"Hello everyone, sorry for being late, if I am." Keita would say, walking up to the group. He recognized Valen, as he was recently promoted, and the event, while not quite a grand one, was still in the public records, and Keita liked to peruse those when he had time. He liked to try and be up to date on current events which concerned the village, especially surrounding the markets. He was always looking for a deal on raw materials and such. As he finally got into close range with the group, he smiled and gave them a proper introduction. "My name is Keita Tetsujin, and I hope to get along with everyone. I hope that you guys can help me learn how to fight, as I am more of a crafter than a soldier." Keita would say in a probably too polite and formal introduction.

[1]

the first to arrive would be Blitz, who would come and thank him for the time that Valen had cauterized the genin's wounds in their first real training session. The newly promoted special jounin would wave away the thanks. It was what he'd needed to do to keep the genin alive at the time. So thanks weren't necessary. The next one to arrive would be none other than Kizmaru, who arrived, asked what was up and introduced himself once more. Valen had known the man already but Blitz hadn't. It was a good thing that Blitz had been first to the grounds as it meant he would go through each of the introductions while Valen himself could simply introduce him to the others when the last of them arrived. The third to arrive would be Akane, who would arrive, introduce herself and then fall silent once more. The last to arrive would be Keita, who would apologize for being late if he was, introduce himself as the others and then finally state that he hoped everyone could teach him how to fight as he was more of a crafter.

That statement told Valen that Keita alone seemed to have an idea of what they were all here for. However first the swordsman would shake his head toward the last member of the team to arrive. "You aren't late at all Keita, thank you for coming." He would say before turning his attention to the group as a whole. Idly he would nod his head toward Blitz, the first of the genin to arrive before speaking. "He heard all of your names but he never got the chance to introduce himself. This is Blitz, another genin of Kirigakure. As of today we make up Team One with you all becoming my students. As you all know my name is Valen Minamoto. I'm a newly promoted Special Jounin in the village who focuses on swordsmanship and fire release. I enjoy star gazing, perfecting my swordsmanship, and a good fight. My goal is to learn and become stronger, to constantly progress and find better and harder fights." He would say, going through a basic introduction that the books he had read had recommended. Following that he would wave toward them all. "Now you four, shinobi focuses, some likes, maybe some dislikes if you want, goals. We'll go in the order you arrived in." He would say, locking his red eyes upon Blitz expectantly.

[2]

One by one it seemed he was now surrounded from one person to another, each appearing before him introducing themselves as it all seemed fast paced for him but indeed it was tempting to see new faces. One woman and two males this was mighty large for a team regardless of the other one being a member or not if this was the selection his new team leader made who was he to throw in his two cents. The three of them caught the attention of the blue haired shinobi to the fact he only could reply in a grin showing his acknowledgment and excitement. Soon it seemed everything was going on as planned for the newly promoted swordsmen his team was assembled and he himself decided to open the line with some of his desires he wanted in his life. It was interesting that what he wanted was something simple and yet difficult, a true shinobi already Burittsu was indeed proud of the far he had come but nothing was compared to the light that shined in front of him right now. With a grin upon his face it seemed he was always behind him as a student and shinobi it was indeed something incredible to witness. In a mere second a shiver was sent down his spine as the words of Valen quickly began to tune out and Burittsu remained in place motionless, his grin remaining but eyes lost in space. Feeling the pressure it was easy to tell who wanted to get a word in with him as from behind Valen stood his mere image.

“Ironic huh.. It’s like he's here to push us. It's annoying really but I don’t really gotta tell you that do I huh?”

As each word echoed through his mind it was also the truth something he couldn’t deny he minded his own business and chose to be separate but he found himself in the presence of others countless of times. Valen’s words started to sound comprehensible all over again as the image faded off from his presence for now at least. Burittsu himself was staring out into the distance attempting to make it all fit in some puzzle he was attempting to solve within himself the attention was on him as the last of the words were relevant to him since he was the first out of all to arrive. Gazing about the group with a quick gaze studying each one for a mere second and turning towards them his grin now gone with such a bland face it almost appeared that he had no interest in sharing details about himself but yet the brown skin boy did just that.

“Name.. Blitz. I focus on crafting my swordsmanship and ice style. I enjoy my solitude, and training with battles of course. My goal is to please her.. And become a worthy tool for usage in the future... I dislike too many things to list..”

Turning from the three Burittsu crossed his arms in silence and looked towards the commanding shinobi he was attempting his best to speak, this was himself giving out max effort. His palms on the other hand seemed to be sweating under the pressure gazing around the area before letting out a cough. He kicked a little dirt around before finishing off his introduction and passing it on to the next.

“Pleasure to meet you all..”

Now that he had introduced himself to the person he had never seen before, it hadn't been long before the other members Valen had called for arrived on the scene. The first arrival after him was Akane. He was already acquainted with her from previous meetups so he didn't really feel the need to introduce himself to her. She did introduce herself though, most likely because she didn't know who the other individual was, like himself. Shortly after that, Keita arrived as well. He had apologized for being late for whatever reason as most of them, he assumed, just had arrived here themselves. Well, it was better for him to be safe than sorry he guessed, in a polite sort of manner. Moving on, all of the people who were supposed to arrive had indeed appeared and Valen began to address the lot of them. First, he had acknowledged Keita's apology, telling he wasn't late at all. Afterwards, it seems the introduction of the new individual Kizmaru had never seen before was in order so he wondered if he would introduce himself now that they were all here.

Valen introduced the person as Blitz, another Genin of Kirigakure and what they were doing here today was that they were now officially a team. This surprised Kizmaru as he didn't expect to be put on one so soon right after getting back into the shinobi scene. He thought he'd have to go back through basics or something along those lines but there's no better trainer than spontaneous events. Valen had introduced himself once more, although he was sure everybody here knew him in some way, shape or form. However, he didn't know what his hobbies and his interests were so that was a refreshing piece of new information. Shortly after that, he had expressed the same amount of interest in hearing his new teams goals, likes and dislikes in the order they had arrived. First up was Blitz who had introduced himself again and told the group he had enjoyed his solitude and training. His goal was to 'please her' which made Kizmaru's face contort in a way where he changed his meaning into more of a dirty one. He wasn't sure if training as a shinobi would help him be better at "THAT '' but, he thought to each their own.

He then stated he disliked too many things to name which he could feel in a way himself. Next up, it was his turn. "My name's Kizmaru Hoshigaki, as some of you may already know. My interests are medicine and health. Sometimes I study poisons as well, mainly to figure out ways to counteract them. I'm not above administering them either though. Heh, heh. My goals, well, I would like to go back into studying the medical field and maybe even getting my old job back but I've given up on that aspiration. Now I wish to be the nest shinobi doctor or assassin there is. How to destroy a body with minimal effort and all that. As for dislikes, there aren't too many things that bother me. None come to mind at the moment but I'll point it out in the future if the need ever arises," Kizmaru had said as if he were here for an interview or something along those lines. After he was done, his ears perked up a bit waiting to hear the likes, goals and dislikes of his fellow team members.

[2]

Keita listened to each person talk about their overall interests, passions, and goals, as well as what they liked and disliked. Keita was unsure about what to say when it came to likes and dislikes, there were too many of each, and it was hard to just think of one of them that stood out, let alone a couple like others had done. He supposed that the real dislike he could think of was sitting there doing nothing, or stagnation. He hated doing nothing and twiddling his thumbs, and liked to be hands on with things he did. He already knew how he was going to answer his interests and goals, so there was that. He simply waited his turn, although he had a strange confused face when the more... mysterious one of the group, Buri, talked about how he wanted to please and be used as a tool for some woman. This was just sort of... strange to him, that he had a goal that was not focused on himself. It seemed great to have a goal focused on the village, as Keita wanted to learn how to perform all of the crafting and the sciences behind it so that he would be able to help the village out as a whole, but how he phrased his goal made it seem like he was either greatly indebted to a woman, or was simply infatuated with them and wanted to do anything he could to win them over.

It seemed like a strange dynamic that he did not care to get into, as although he was curious, he was not one to dig into other peoples' personal lives. When it was his turn to speak, he simply cleared his throat before putting a bit of passion into his speech. "I am Keita Tetsujin, and my heart and soul belongs to the forge, the research lab, and the hammer. I am a bit stubborn if you will forgive me for that, and my goal is to become a legendary crafting specialist. Someone whose crafts will be talked about around the world, as the Seven Swords of the Mists are. I also want to learn how to use my inventions to participate in combat, as defending myself and others is a big goal of mine. As for likes and dislikes, I like most things, but am partial to technology and fine craftmanship, as well as art, as that is sort of like crafting but with a creative medium. As for dislikes, I really just dislike being bored, or not progressing in something. I hope to get along well with you all." Keita would end his speech with a deep bow towards the group.

Valen would listen to each of the individual in turn. Blitz was fairly obvious for Valen as he had known about Blitz desire to please Sayuri from their group training mission with Sero. Kizmaru seemed to find what he said distasteful though and the swordsman made note of the expression and filed it away before starting up with his  own introduction. He would speak of wanting to become a medical shinobi while also being a poisoner or assassin. He wanted to be the best in the business however when it came to dislikes he couldn't think of any at the time. Finally Keita would begin, and Valen listening, noting that he sounded more like a bookish type. Like someone who would be better off safe and sheltered while they crafted weapons and armament for others to use upon one another. His goal was even to become a legendary crafter. However he also apparently wanted to learn how to use his creations in combat and that defending himself and other people was another goal. His only real dislike being boredom. Once he was done Valen would turn his eyes to Akane only to see her falling over upon the ground. His red eyes took that in calmly as he formed a one handed seal and created a shadow clone. "Hospital." He would say to the clone while looking at the red head.

He had seen it happen before, time and time again. The plague wasn't life threatening anymore, but it still took shinobi out of action more than anything else in the world. The clone would wordlessly pick up the unconscious girl, unless stopped by the girl herself of course, and leave with her toward the hospital. It wasn't overly far, the training ground they were in was near it. There they would administer any necessary treatment before sending her back to Kirigakure to be in their hospital. Without batting an eyelash he would turn back to the rest of the time. "Well that makes things easier. One of you was going to have to die anyway. I was going to have all four of you fight it out. On the books it would go down as a 'training accident' but really it would just be the removal of the weakest link. However her passing out removes that requirement." He would say, his tone and inflection neutral. It was a lie of course, but he wanted to get a gauge of their reactions.

"First of course I need to see where you're all at. So I'm going to give you three a challenge to overcome, me." He would say as he reached into a shinobi pouch and pulled out a red ribbon and looped it through the tied cloth of his headband. The ribbon was a foot in length and easily looped through the headband with enough trailing length to be grabbable but snug so as not to accidentally fall out during high speed movement. "As a team your job is to get this ribbon from me. Use whatever means are necessary to do so." He would say looking to each of them to ensure they were ready. Once they were, he would form a single handseal as he began to move. The Seal of Confrontation was a universal seal for many things but in this case it would be used in the creation of a thick mist. The damp environment due to the a decently sized manmade lake just through the trees, and the fact that the Emporium was moving over the ocean at the moment, made the task easy. The mist coalesced and reduced visibility to nothing. Assuming that worked he would begin to utilize his silent killing technique to gain a bit of distance. This would give them time to form a loose plan. He would move with his silent movements, moving no faster than fifteen meters a second to a position behind and diagonal from the group from the group. Essentially moving to their seven o'clock if facing him when they started made it their twelve.

[3]

Stuff:

Gazing around after hearing a thud upon the ground it was only time till someone died at one of these meetings but to die from an illness was never a good death did the mean she didn’t take proper care of her body. Watching the new team leader escort her body away with a clone of himself heading towards the hospital gave some type of hope of her living through this ordeal but he doubted that. Glancing back over to the flame swordsman it had seemed he had plans of his own but making it easier for him with one dropping like a fly didn’t change the air between him and the three remaining. Burittsu could only grin after hearing the plan he had in store but that grin slowly faded away as he realized he was now in a group with two others he had no connection with at all. It didn’t matter to him what the challenge was, be it to slay a squad mate or retrieve a piece of cloth. Hopefully no one would stand in his way let alone each other when working towards such a common goal it appeared to be easy but yet again the four of them were shinobi nothing in this life would be easy. There was nothing for him to say that the swordsman didn't. This was now a team and they must work in order to win, gazing at the male in front of him he watched as one hand seal was drawn into view.

A simple seal but annoying with the effects that came with it in time the area around them grew thicker as the vision of Burittsu slowly began to betray him; the two next to him were all he could see and that in fact piqued his interest. It was impressive to see such growth upon his new team leader but he wondered if he was able to work with the two next to him especially if they end up fighting. At this point the teacher disappeared silent like a shinobi should be already hidden in the vale of mist waiting for a moment to strike or rather for the trio to come up with something for themselves. It only made sense if he remained with the others; this wasn’t like the island. He needed some sort of plan to make this pleasant for himself and his trainer but it almost felt like he should leave some words before changing his mindset fully. Unsheathing his katana as he placed it upon his shoulders he continued to look ahead into the vale seeing nothing and hearing nothing put the leader at the advantage.

“Impressive.. Do you think we’ll pass..?”

Burittsu could only grin as he remained motionless, his back continuing to face the others but on his face a grin appeared. This indeed was a challenge for him, hopefully the others would be stronger and handle such a nuisance. If they had the abilities to do so being only the sword was far more trouble then he wanted but in time he would use what little he knows to aid the two if they need it this was his role. Being supported by the two others seemed a better fit. Instead of leaving them to struggle or attempt to lead them head on into this without a plan he could only grin scratching the back of his head as he thought about the proper way to conduct things. Peering out into the mist for a little bit longer his grin died out as it seemed he finally thought of a way to set up this group without anyone objecting if they had any in their hearts. Burittsu began to speak his words aimed for the two others who stood beside him.

“One of you is smarter than the other.. Figure it out and that’s the squad leader nothing more nothing less.. I dropped out of the running to speed it up, hurry and decide..”

As Blitz began to speak the alarms began to rise. His red eyes narrowing toward the direction of the first claxon Valen would hear the distant sound of bestial wrath and screams of fear. As he took a moment to focus on it more screams and roars echoed in from various directions. An attack of some sort seemed to be happening on the Emporium. However judging by the directions of the screams, or rather, the multiple number of directions, the enemy was many and all around. Obviously Valen wasn't going to be able to train his newly formed team in peace. He let the mist fade away, his red eyes looking in the distance before turning back to his three genin. Blitz was standing in front of the other two with his back to them with his sword on his shoulders as if in some sort of strange pose. However that was something Valen would need to beat out of him later. For now, there was work to be done.

"Team one, it appears the Emporium is under attack. Proceed to assist with the evacuation. I'll clear you a path as best I can then take up residence near one of the exits to keep it clear. Proceed to assist any you can find upon the way out." He would say, giving orders to the affect of 'help evacuate, stay to my cleared path, and help everyone you can.' They were simple enough and without even waiting for them to nod toward him he would move toward his hotel room at his best pace. He had some equipment to break in now and this seemed like the perfect time to do it.

[Exit]

[4]

After he had told the rest of the party his aspirations, Kizmaru had waited for the other two to list theirs. The person known as Keita Tetsujin had stated he wanted to be a master craftsman which was admirable. Maybe he could craft him some tools sometimes when needed. He'd pay him of course to do so but hopefully they'd become decent enough acquaintances, if not friends, so he could get them cheaper than normal. After listening to his life goals, Kizmaru would turn to the woman he was acquainted with on a different occasion in order to listen to what her life goals would be. Instead of hearing her make conversation, she would collapse instead, startling Kizmaru instead. He was a bit worried and wondered what just happened to her. Fortunately, Valen had made a clone and instructed it to go to the hospital with the girl. He had hoped for her to be alright.

Placing his hands in his pockets and waiting for his teammates to finish speaking, he was cut off by the sound of alarms going off. Kizmaru quickly began to look around as if he was trying to locate the source for the cause of the alarm. Afterwards, he had heard Valen was to assist with evacuation. Kizmaru simply nodded his head towards him and in compliance and began to head off towards a direction he was familiar with where he knew an exit would be at the moment he entered the heavenly emporium, attempting to help the civilians in any way he possibly could.

[Exit.]

[3]

At first, it seemed like they were going to be conducting some sort of game, and Keita had the urge to laugh when the sensei told them that one of them was going to die, or at least that was what their teacher had planned. He refrained from doing so, as he was still unfamiliar to this person, and didn't know if the person was actually joking or not, especially with how serious he looked about it. Still, they were going to have to do some ribbon game, where all of them fought against him to see if they could take it from him, but all of that was cut short by a message that the sensei of the team suddenly got.

The message was a grave one, a message saying that the Emporium itself was under attack, and they needed to proceed to the exit while helping people. "Got it." Keita would say, switching to a more serious tone, before looking around towards the direction of the exit. His first instinct was to go the opposite direction to help the people that might be too far away from the closest exit, but he would simply obey his teacher, heading towards the exit, looking out for people he could assist.

Exit

[3]

It felt like forever had passed since the mist came up but suddenly it disappeared everyone started to hear the air fill with screams of terror. Burittsu stood motionless awaiting something important to happen in a mere moment the mist came to a halt as a message was passed on to the flame swordsman himself. Soon after the chaos itself was noticeable as the sounds of distant screaming alerted Burittsu causing him to look back over his shoulder it was clear that this was not luck. The mission was clear as the other two who surrounded him already made their way to the screaming on their own accord but this also meant whoever was at the time on the platform would be forced to fight for their freedom or die trying. Putting a grin upon his face he could only think of the lost children and family members who were split from their loved ones during the chaos. Remaining motionless for another second he decided to make up his mind as the screams continued to fill the air growing louder and louder removing his blade from his body as he sheathed it back. He was left with only one real option, turning to face the direction of the pain and terror he began to walk towards the danger in hopes he would be of any use to the others. Walking through the now empty training field he could only think how this situation would play out if any would walk away without any broken bones let alone a scar he could only ponder the thought of dying once more.

“Continue to put my life on the line for others and the code… Funny..”

[Exit Thread]